![]() UntitledA Poem by Wilyem Clark
This key doesn't fit in any lock,
This peg won't slide into holes in the block; This actor's miscast in every play, This dithery pilot has lost his way. * But the key, I think, may open a mind, The peg may allow a kite's spool to unwind; The actor may author a wonderful drama, While the pilot may true his course dressed as a lama. © 2022 Wilyem Clark |
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Added on November 11, 2022 Last Updated on November 11, 2022 Author![]() Wilyem ClarkWashington, DCAboutI've been writing poems since my teens (now in my 60s) and prose since the 1990s. It's been hard finding decent forums online--the free websites too often suffer sudden deaths. My "published" works ar.. more..Writing
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